Kieran Valentine Diary Novels & Stories

Kieran Kieran knew if by some stroke of luck they found Devyn that he would owe Dimitri Baranov his life. He was back in New York after begging Dimitri for help once more, but after 2 months he was starting to give up on ever seeing Devyn again. Every delivery to his clubs he expected receiving a body part belonging to his precious love, it wound him up so tight he could probably start his own string band.

His breath fanned over my neck heating me up while he dug his semi into my ass, my legs grew weak. “Kieran—” “Shh.” His lips brushed my ear. “You don’t have to pretend you’re not wet right now.” His hand slid down gently and teased the edge of my nightdress. I tried to step away, but he caught my wrist and slammed it against the counter. His chest vibrated against my back with his lust laden laughter. “Coy. Do you know what you wrote on April 12th?” My blood turned molten. He had been reading even more of my filth, heaven knows I should have never thought of that empty room as the perfect hideout for a diary like that.

“How was your first day?” She took a sip of her wine, licking her lips when she finished as she lowered her glass. “It wasn’t bad. Keith seems like a nice guy, although I doubt I’ll interact with him much as long as I’m doing my job.” A noise sounded from below, a car door slamming. Valerie glanced over the edge of the wall and watched as the neighbor kid she met earlier walked toward his front door. “Now him, I hope never to meet again. I ran into him today near the cafeteria. He’s a real charmer.” She shook her head. “He has no respect for anyone from what I can tell.” Damien leaned forward, nodding as he saw who she was talking about. He nodded as he leaned back in his chair. “Dean? He’s

Dear Diary, I'm so sorry I didn't have time to write yesterday but trust me the wait was worth it. I didn't even get back to my dorm room until 4am and at that point I was in no state to write an entry. Honestly I still don't know exactly how to even begin to explain the rollercoaster that was the past two days. I mean last time I wrote everything was so much simpler than it is now. I mean I literally feel like a different person right now after kissing three different girls and yet I feel more scared than ever to come out. I'm sorry I'm getting a head of myself, let's start with yesterday before I spoil the whole story.

I'll have to talk to Kali about this. I finish dinner and take care of the dishes. My mom and I kiss each other good night and I escape to my room. I lock the door behind me and retrieve my phone ready to message Kali but I notice he has sent me some messages already. Kali : I don't trust the new kid. Kali : The whole story he told us was off. Me : I thought I was the only one thinking that. I felt this huge energy when I was next to him. It felt weird.

As soon a shay reached the office door she could here loud talking, she took a deep breath before knocking on the door slightly. "Come in" Mr Hyin voice bumped on the door. Shay slowly turned the doorknob and let herself in, she saw him around his desk and a teenage looking girl standing Infront him with her hands on her hips. She had brown straight hair, round face and same complexion as Mr Hyin. Definitely Koreans Shay thought. "Glad you finally decided to joined us Miss Valentine, first day and you're late" Mr Hyin said irritated. "I'm sor--- " This is Sun Hi my younger sister.... Sun Hi meet Miss Valentine your nanny" he introduce cutting Shay off.

Kieran’s POV I didn't mind spilling my seeds inside Aurora which showed how much I was vulnerable when I was with her. In just days she had managed to capture me and now I was thinking about different ways to fuck her. As I finished, I turned and lay on the bed, while she scrambled to get closer to me. “Uncle Kieran…” Her squeaky, and raspy voice called out to me and I felt blood rush to my dick again. I wanted to take her again.

I pulled my hand away and took a step back, locking eyes with him. "No. It's not that you didn't notice me. You just never thought I was worth your attention. "When we landed in Svalmere, I was pale and clearly unwell, but instead of caring, you were more worried about Madison being alone at the hotel. "And when I got back after being buried in snow for hours, all I wanted was to sleep, but you brought me a bowl of mutton stew, even though you knew I hated mutton, and tried to force me to eat it. To you, what I need or want doesn't matter.

Earlier, I had heard Michael’s dismissive voice over the phone, “Tell Janice to stop overreacting. If something’s really wrong, go to the hospital. What use am I?” From the background, Wynne’s delicate, soft tone chimed in. “Don’t be mad, Michael. Janice only acts like this because she loves you so much and wants to trick you into coming home. The party’s almost over. You don’t need to worry about me.” I found it almost laughable. I wanted to mock him and tell him to enjoy his Valentine’s Day with his little mistress, but the relentless bleeding from my abdomen stole my strength, and I passed out.

“Imagine having that kind of confidence. Just walking into a room and owning it. No hesitation. No fear.” A small shiver ran through her, excitement and curiosity twisting together in her chest. “I wonder what kind of woman comes next,” she said quietly, opening the diary again. “Because after Cecilia, this diary better keep up.” The page turned with a soft flutter. Another name appeared at the top. And Chloe leaned closer, ready to read the next confession. …. Episode 8: The Photographer’s Muse Emma had lived with her boyfriend, Ryan, for almost two years, and somewhere along the way, love had turned into quiet humiliation.